Without hesitation, regret, or mercy, the monstrous beast let loose the final attack.

Ruining this world, mocking this world is why
I
monstrous beasts
 was born and will continue to do so until my end.

"Pierce,
Tauropolos
Dark Sky Bow
!"

A jet-black arrow was fired. The man could not move. The target was his spiritual core. The divine protection from his mother that would protect his body from all malice was already gone. It was exceedingly obvious he would die if the attack landed.

The man already accepted this.

He accepted it, but there was just one thing he could not surrender.

"This man's spear is cursed"

The man ignored the death that awaited him in one second since what he was looking for was right in front of him--

In a loud voice, "Lets go!
Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē
Spear-tip of the Star Traversing the Skies
--!"

The meeting of a meteoric spear and a jet-black arrow. The man had prepared himself, he was content to accept the dark arrow. Surprised, the monstrous beast attempted to evade the spear. However, a split-second delay determined success or failure. The final attack, an arrow shot with all her power, had delayed the monstrous beast for an instant.

"Ga,hhh"

The monstrous beast, stabbed in the abdomen, moaned in pain. Although it was fatal, it didn't instantly kill her.

...The man also understood this.

It was not a big deal like knowing the future, but mere warrior's intuition. That's why, without hesitation, the man had started running.

- Vol 5